Juggling Chainsaws

For many years I kept a comic featuring a little boy juggling chainsaws. This concept spoke to me. It was the way I lived my life. This sounds negative. It isn’t. Now, I’ve discovered, it’s the way I write.
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I’ve written six novels. They have nothing in common. I’ve wondered, for the last four years, what the hell I was doing. Now I see: I’ve been juggling chainsaws.
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I have, on a very long arc timeline, six projects in motion. I do not have five practice novels and the one where I finally know what I’m doing. This is the standard progression. Why am I not surprised to learn it isn’t mine?
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Since I came to this realization, I’ve been walking on air. I see a pattern I recognize. This pattern has brought me success in the past. All is coming together.